Chapter 1306: Use poison

Of course something is wrong! A fool can see that everyone is indeed starting to get something wrong! When more and more white-robed swordsmen began to vomit and twitch, everyone had already discovered that something was wrong!

"You...you...you! What's wrong with you?" A female swordsman looked at the retching fellow next to her, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold him.

But she raised her hand to find that her skin, as if contaminated by something, began to appear some small blisters particles.

The woman retracted her hand sensitively, but found that it was too late. She found that her hand had been directing her, and her entire arm was shaking constantly, as if she had a life.

Of course she didn't know that her central nervous system had already begun to collapse. This was a manifestation of the effectiveness of the VX nerve agent.

The terrible thing has just begun, because not far away near the center of the explosion, some people have begun to spit out some white foam. These white mucus began to block the airways and paralyzed people's body functions.

"This is... this is poison!" Although a swordsman with a deep cultivation base is already shaking, his mind is still very clear. He tried to use his aura to shield everything around him, but it was still too late.

He finally fell overwhelmed, because his legs could no longer support his body. He was struggling madly on the ground, and he lost all the refined style of the past.

"Hold your breath, everyone!" Finally, a well-informed swordsman realized that this was a toxin, and quickly reminded the colleagues around him: "Get away from here! Get out of here!"

Hearing his shouts, some of the bewildered swordsmen quickly held their breaths, and then quickly backed away.

It's a pity that as they breathed back and retreated, many people still began to retching and convulsions, apparently just now, they were poisoned.

"This **** toxin is extremely violent! From being poisoned to death, it takes only a few dozen breaths!" A swordsman flew backwards with all his strength, and said to the doormate next to him while flying: "Who, use Such a vicious weapon?"

"Outside the evil spirits! Everyone is punishable!" Another swordsman glanced behind him, gritted his teeth with lingering fear and cursed fiercely.

Not far behind him, a swordsman flew outwards, unable to hold it, and fell down.

More swordsmen actually don't have the ability to fly, they can only run on two legs. So they were recruited more, fell one after another, and started to die quickly.

Standing in this formation, the white-haired old man has used his spiritual power to blow away the surrounding air, and then used the spiritual energy to protect his body, ready for 120,000 points.

Other disciples can run quickly, but as the core of the entire Zongmen Expeditionary Army, he can't move.

He cannot abandon the wounded who are still lying in the hospital bed, nor the disciples whose cultivation level is not enough-if he does this, his reputation in the future may be completely ruined.

At this time, he, who had always been calm and gentle, could no longer calm down. He was distraught, his face was full of anger, and he could no longer suppress the flame in his heart.

He wants to let this world burn and burn everything. He doesn't want to see anything in this world anymore. Everything here can only become the secret of the sect!

"If there is a kind, I will fight face to face with the old man! Such a sneak attack is nothing!" He challenged loudly. Because of his profound skill, his voice suddenly covered a radius of several kilometers.

It is a pity that although he closely monitored the situation on the battlefield, his shouts were still not caught by any of the battlefield surveillance systems of the Ailan Hill Empire.

"The old man is waiting for you here! Just waiting for you here! If you have the courage! Come and fight the old man head-on! Whoever is the one who kills, depends on his ability!" The white-clothed old man still yelled out reluctantly.

While he was yelling, he glanced at the two old men who were following him with the eyes of a yin. When he finished yelling and his voice drifted away, he lowered his voice and told the two old men: "If they show up, they will use Baidusan... and use color!"

"Yes!" The two old men lowered their heads slightly, their expressions also very shabby. They knew what a terrible poison Baidusan was, and knew that with this, there was no need to talk about face.

"From now on, our Heavenly Sword God Sect, in this world... there will be no more troubles! Even ordinary people who have no power to bind chickens must be killed!" An old man made a gesture of raising and lowering the sword.

The other old man nodded slightly, agreeing: "That's right! Everything here should be destroyed! Just like... the world of untouchables we met before!"

"Since they don't want to bathe in the glory of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect, let them soak in their own blood!" The white-clothed old man clenched his fist, and then said: "Two, you bring 500 warriors each, each Choose a direction! Kill until the world is willing to surrender to us!"

While he was depressed to arrange future massacres, the swordsmen in white who were attacked by VX poison on the other side had already begun to die on a large scale.

They had just escaped the orbital bombing, and they were lucky enough to survive the missile attack. Many people still failed to escape the attack of poison gas and fell on the way to conquer another world.

Even those who were lucky enough to be on the verge of poison gas have not been able to escape the attack of poison gas. These people can't see clearly with their eyes, their muscles often twitch, and they have completely lost their combat effectiveness.

What is even more depressing is that obviously the Heavenly Sword God Sect does not have a so-called modern medical system, so their research on antidote is basically in a primitive state.

To put it bluntly, they have no way to detoxify, they can only let these people recover slowly...or, they can only barely maintain the same.

In fact, the Ailan Hill Empire did not intend to stop their attacks in this way. They are still preparing for a new round of attacks-the reason why they have stopped now is actually waiting for the front-line attack effect evaluation report.

The Ailan Hill Empire sent satellites, reconnaissance aircraft, and drones and many other intelligence-gathering forces, hoping to determine the effect of their first round of attacks in the first time.

When the senior commanders of the Airanhill Empire figure out the effects of their attacks, a new round of strikes will follow. This is modern warfare, and this is the rhythm of warfare familiar to the Ailanhill Empire!